And everyday I wake up and another day goes by and I listen to his voice messages so that I can hear his voice and i just cant believe he’s really gone ; from one day to another .
It plays over and over in my mind and I got up crying and walking out that restaurant by myself I’ll never forget that moment in real time still not knowing my dad was dead, I just remember thinking you have to be strong but I know now that, that was my dad .
We talked all week up until that morning he texted me saying te amo pórtate bien he never says stuff like that but that morning he did and that evening at 7:30pm I’ll never forget that day the time my dad was pronounced dead I believe now that that was him.